I’ve just experienced Giant, a virtual reality short story.ĭespite the fact that the vast majority of people have still never used it, it seems impossible to avoid talk of VR this year. For a fraction of a second I’m not sure where I am, before my eyes adjust to the light and I remember that I’m sat in a studio space in the New Inc building on the Bowery in New York. I pull the virtual reality headset from my face. They become deafening, and I glance up just in time to see the ceiling falling in on top of me, before I’m plunged into darkness again… From somewhere in the distance comes the familiar, spine-chilling sound of an air raid siren, as the booming sounds draw closer. The adults hug each other, attempting to keep their daughter, and themselves, calm. He has just returned from the surface, visibly shaken by what he’s seen. They look like the archetypal middle class, white American family – but it’s clear something is wrong.
My attention is drawn back to the mother and child – they’ve been joined by a man.
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